we'll sing a love song as we go along

[melocoton]

the mistletoe meme.
Congrats! You're stuck under the mistletoe with someone. Pucker up, buttercup. It could be forced, or it could be normal--it's your choice!

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[runwaying]

[ there's a moment, after arashi pulls away, where it feels like everything has stopped, frozen in time for that one moment where she can hear her own breathing, her heart thundering in her ears, and it's--

it's nice. different, but nice.

it startles her, for a moment, when he reaches out to touch her cheek lightly, because it's not something that she's expecting. the edges of her eyes are crinkled into a smile that's definitely more genuine than scripted, and arashi leans into mika's touch, just a hint of pink on her cheeks. ]

Oh, Mika, honey-- [ and her fingers move up to close around mika's wrist loosely. just to keep him there. for a bit. ] --Of course I would. You're never a hassle to me, okay? You could never be.

[ someone kind and gentle and loyal, who gives and never really expects anything in return could never be a hassle.

sometimes arashi feels like she's the luckiest person to have a friend like mika, mismatched eyes and all.

a pause, and then, it's soft: ]

Can I kiss you again, Mika-chan?

[ never mind that they're in the middle of the shopping district - it's all white noise to her as far as she's concerned - all that matters is the feeling in her chest, half scared and half hopeful, she has too much baggage and too many reservations and mika doesn't deserve any of it, but--

kissing him was nice, and knowing that he has feelings that may or may not be the same (it feels different, nothing like the kind of feelings like she has for kunugi-sensei) and it's new and alarming and there's a part of her that still wants to kiss mika anyway, wants to be selfish.

so she asks. and she waits. ]

[creepycute]

[ Isn't it nice? Mika almost feels like he could float with his feelings. He was sure it would be the opposite, because that's why people freeze during romantic things right? He's certain when he's had to speak up in class, it's just the weighted feeling that keeps him an place and struggling to answer Kunugi's questions. But none of that. He has to look down when Arashi asks, like it gives space to think about it all. He'd... he's like that. But, looking up, shifting his fingers on Arashi's cheek. ]

...After this.

[ She wants to kiss him again. That... that makes him so happy. He's worth kissing, and he knows it's from someplace genuine and meaning so much for them both. He really, really likes Arashi, and maybe since Mika's known her long enough, understands her enough, it's okay. She kisses him because he's curious and indulging him. But, Mika wants more. He wants to be a little braver and know far he can go. It's one thing to have something silly like his feelings be acknowledged, but another to act on them and go from there. Isn't it what Arashi would want, for Mika to act on his own feelings, rather than be a doll?

The rest of the world becomes white noise for him too, uncaring for where they are because it's a good opportunity, even he can see that. He brings his hand from her face to the back of her head, enjoying the way her short hair feels brushing past his fingers as he leans in. He knows how she did it was tentative so Mika wouldn't be startled... and this is honestly just a step up from that. He presses his lips against hers, and he licks her bottom lip lightly before pulling back, embarrassed, but smiling so that she knows he doesn't regret being sneaky. ]

Fufu. Now you can, Naru-chan.

[ Even if his cheeks are pinker now, there's a coyness in those topaz eyes. He isn't sure whether to be a little impatient or die of his shyness coming for him, but he certainly wants to be kissed a little more than what he can do. He'll take anything though. He accepts a lot of Naru-chan, pretty and less pretty and everything. ]